From there I reach down and unsnap your khaki colored pants, slowly unzipping them and then finally pushing them down over your shapely hips and beyon... your bubbled butt. With your muscular runners legs, you step out of them. You now stand before me in just panties and bra. My erection is pressed hard against the front of my shorts as a sure sign of approval. You look absolutely stunning, but you know that already, don’t you? You have me so aroused, I have no other alterative but to remove my. Yes she had to go home the same way. She started crying while wearing her skirt back. And while moving out of the washroom looked at me questioningly. Aha, she was asking for tomorrows order. I pulled out a box from my bag and gave it to her and told you need to wear it tomorrow. She opened it, she was relaxed. It was a formal saree which can be worn in office. But asked, ”how about the blouse ?” & then bit her lip and asked again, “you are not expecting me to wear it without blouse? please….. Then I took the cake again. I lifted her top above tummy and applied the cake on tummy and started licking it. I was going around over her tummy she started pulling my hair. I started to give light bites. Then I raised the top and for the first time, I lifted her bra. To my amazement, she didn’t stop me.There they were her gorgeous watermelons. They were stiff perfect round shapes with brown areola and pointed nipples. They were so tempting that can’t be described but felt. I looked at her. He went to bed a relieved young man.Later that night Peter had to go to the bathroom and he heard his mom and dad arguing, mom wanted sex but dad told her she was frigid and he would rather fuck a dead chicken then her. His mother was almost pleading for sex, but his father just told her to “Fuck off”At Collage the next day Peter went for lunch sitting by the pond he feed the ducks, he snapped off a few shots then he noticed Stacy walking passed, she’s a year older than him and a stuck up.